Star Dome Railway, players all want to push me

This statement shocked the entire March 7th year: "No, you are so cruel. Wouldn't its family be heartbroken if they knew?"

"Oh, what an oversight." Hua Huo pretended to be sad. "In that case, I'll just have to spend more time to find its mother and father, dip them in the child's egg mixture, and fry them together."

Everyone: "...."

You are really a living devil.

The next moment, the floor beneath Hanabi's feet cracked, and she lost her support and fell down with a whoosh.

Obviously, her answer made Sunday very dissatisfied, and extremely dissatisfied, so she was directly eliminated.

Before leaving, Hanabi shouted loudly: "Damn chicken wing boy, I will definitely come back!!"

The disruptive fireworks left the stage.

Her departure also made everyone understand that Sunday had no intention of imprisoning or assaulting them, and everyone was happy to see what tricks he played. After all, no matter what they said, everyone was still somewhat interested in Sunday's inner world.

He was a believer in "Order." What if he changed his ways and abandoned the old gods to embrace the new? Half of the "Order" star god was standing right next to him.

What's more, the robin has a good relationship with Youyi and the Star Train. If Youyi is promoted to a star god on the spot and becomes the new "Order" star god, and Pinocchio directly becomes a god in the promised land, then the robin's status will rise. If he feels that "harmony" cannot save the world, and he joins Youyi, he will become the "Order" messenger. Who wouldn't be confused when seeing this?

The galaxy is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom.

Jizi, the navigator, spoke first, expressing her opinion: "It looks like he really doesn't have any intention of attacking for now. If this is just a quiz game, there's no harm in playing along. But back to the question itself, I personally would choose to build a birdcage for the little Harmonious Pigeon. Even if we release it back into the sky, it needs to be able to spread its wings and soar. If we leave it where it is, I'm afraid it'll never get the chance to fly again."

Her speech inspired others to express their opinions as well.

Gold Dust: "After all, the sky is just a larger birdcage. Wouldn't it be nice to build a birdcage bigger than the courtyard for the little Harmonious Pigeon?"

March 7: "How inhumane!"

Firefly: "I agree with Miss Jizi. Even if we release it back into the sky, it needs to be able to spread its wings and fly. If we leave it where it is, I'm afraid it will never have the chance to fly into the sky again."

Gallagher objected: "But when will a caged bird fly? What's the point of wings that can't fly?"

Making a birdcage for a bird can certainly help it avoid disasters temporarily, but when the day comes that the bird is released back into the sky, will it still be able to fly?

As the group was discussing, You Yi suddenly interrupted and said, "Wings that cannot fly also have meaning, because they are precious memories of the bird's time soaring in the sky."

"Youyi, are you also going to build a birdcage for the little Xiele pigeon?" Xing also agreed in her heart to build a birdcage for the little Xiele pigeon and take good care of it.

"I didn't say that." You Yi shook his head, analyzing the two options. "Both of Sunday's choices are wrong. Whether it's letting the bird die where it is, or building a cage for it and imprisoning it in the name of love, they're all wrong choices. Mr. Sunday, it seems that not only this little Harmonious Dove, but even you, have been imprisoned by the cage you used in your childhood, becoming a caged bird."

You Yi's statement immediately drew criticism from Sunday: "...imprisoning the little Harmonious Pigeon in the name of love? But if it weren't for the kindness of this brother and sister, the little Harmonious Pigeon wouldn't even have survived that winter, let alone soar into the sky."

You Yi said, "I don't mean to blame you or Miss Mockingbird. Children's kindness should naturally be encouraged, but your approach is wrong. If I'm not mistaken, your way of caring for the little Harmonious Pigeon is to prepare fine food for it every day, comb its feathers, and raise it to adulthood."

Sunday: “Yes.”

You Yi: "It was a good start, but the approach was a bit wrong. If you really care about the future of this little Harmonious Pigeon, you should send it to an appropriate animal rescue center and let professionals handle professional matters. You can visit it more often during this period, and after it recovers from its injuries, you can release it back into the sky. You are just blindly keeping it in the best conditions, and instead you are breaking its wings. This is not love, it is domination."

"But how can you be sure that the people at the rescue center won't do the same as us, putting the little Harmony Pigeon in a cage and confining and controlling it in the name of saving it?"

"Xing, go over and give him a couple of slaps and see if he still gets mad."

He is very stubborn and never admits defeat.

And why do you think I asked you to check on me more often? Maybe it’s because I lost the debate and my fever is a little high, kid.

"Well, please forgive my impoliteness."

Realizing his rebuttal was a bit ridiculous, Sunday coughed softly. "I understand your arguments. I raise this question simply to clarify one thing: Pinocchio's predicament cannot be rescued by 'harmony.' The only true way to establish a paradise of dreams is through 'order' that enforces the weak. I know how painful it is to be tortured, how lost one is when lost, how frustrated and even hopeless one feels when things go against one's wishes. All of this pains me, because this is not 'happiness' at all. We must teach the weak how to live happily. And this 'life' isn't something that celebrities and aristocrats talk about, but, in the absolute sense, it's the way of human existence."

Liuying asked back: "In your opinion...what does it mean to live happily?"

Sunday clapped his hands and praised, "Good question. Human consciousness is essentially an illusion, a prison called 'self-worth.' Seduced by this illusion, people make mistakes, only to have the consequences borne by external forces. When layer upon layer of mistakes permeates the human race, becoming impossible to trace, these prisons together form a natural law called 'survival of the fittest.' And 'nature' is always accompanied by plunder and sacrifice. Its opposite is called 'order.'"

"That's exactly what I want to do: bring the happiness of all beings under a single 'order,' freeing them from having to make painful choices, confronting their own weaknesses, and abandoning the savagery of beasts. Only then can we build a paradise for humanity. Simply describing this idea is too abstract, so let me give you a simple example. You may be aware that in some worlds, there exists a social system called a two-day weekend or a three-day weekend."

"On these hard-earned days of rest, people are able to escape the pressures of life and return to a state of spiritual peace. Only on days like these can people escape the law of the jungle. Unfortunately, these two or three days are still fleeting. In my opinion, the ideal system of society should be 'seven days off,' where the day after Sunday is the second, third, and forever another Sunday—this is the face of the new world, a day of eternal peace with nothing to do."

"Thus, everyone can return to their original place within Paradise. Some gaze at the stars, absorbed in calculating the distance to our isolated world, Pegana. Others embrace one another in a corner, free from unnecessary responsibilities. Only in this way can humanity face its destined end with the highest purity of spirit, living a life filled with dignity. This is what it means to live happily."

He looked at the silver-haired girl and said, "Ms. Liuying, as someone suffering from atrophy, you must understand what this means."

Firefly: “….”

For her, who suffers from anentropy and no one knows when she will die, this happy and perfect paradise seems to be truly impeccable.

March 7: "It sounds... like it's impeccable..."

Ji Zi was also silent, not knowing what reason to find to refute.

The rest of the people were also silent. After all, having seven days off was something many people couldn't even think about.

At this moment, Xing asked a soul-searching question: "Then, what is the price of all this?"

Sunday Smile: "The price is insignificant, just a permanent martyrdom for me personally. If this paradise is to be maintained for all, one person must fall into solitary wakefulness until the end of the universe."

Xing: "So, your so-called paradise is just a dream. Entering paradise means giving up reality, right?"

"This is not giving up, but transcending. Flesh and blood are weak, and if material things are the root of spiritual suffering, we should overcome them."

After answering Xing's question, Sunday looked at Youyi solemnly. He said so much, not only wanted to confirm the answer in his heart, but the most important thing was to convince the person in front of him.

In other words, use one's own "order" to overwhelm the wandering "order".

He spoke again: "This is my ideal world, my ideal 'paradise', my ideal 'order'. So, may I ask, what is your 'order'?"

Youyi tilted his head and replied calmly, "My 'order' isn't as great as yours, and I don't need to sacrifice myself for this paradise. In my opinion, the ideal world should be built on the foundation of human reason and justice. This description may be a bit abstract, but simply put, it means liberating productivity, eliminating exploitation, and eliminating polarization. Everyone is equal. There will no longer be any classes or countries in the world. The situation of forcing individuals to work like slaves and obey the division of labor will disappear, and the contradiction between mental and physical labor will also disappear. At that time, labor will no longer be a means of making a living, but a necessity of life itself. Society will no longer be 'to each according to his work', but 'to each according to his ability, to each according to his needs'."

Sunday: "So, what is your price?"

You Yi: “I don’t know.”

Sunday:"???"

You Yi: "I don't know is my answer, and not knowing means the unknown, which means the train of 'exploration' is still moving forward. My 'order' is still not final, and the price I have to pay will also change with the development of the galaxy. In the future, there may be an 'order' better than 'distribution according to needs'. By then... heh, who can predict the future? If there is, then we'll talk about it then."

Sunday:"...."

"I'm still unclear about my future and the price I'll have to pay, but Mr. Sunday, I know your future and the price you'll have to pay. So, Mr. Sunday, no, on the Day of the God of Order, when this virtual paradise is completely destroyed, will those who awaken from their sweet dreams revert to the way human society was? To escape the weaknesses of human nature and to escape the bitter choices, will they revert to the savagery of beasts, ushering in the end as dictated by Taiyi?"

Sunday’s promise was beautiful, but Youyi could see at a glance that this was no different from the civilizations that developed to a certain extent and then died inexplicably under the rule of the "Order" Taiyi.

I won this battle!!!

Chapter 191 You Yi, who is it?

"I already know your decision."

"Now, I grant you the right to look directly at the sun."

"On these seventeen thousand three hundred and thirty-six rocks, the strings of the Mighty and Powerful Harmony are at my service—the Praised Tuner, the Choir of the Unison, the Dominicus!"

The strong breath of order, like a biting wind, blows on everyone in the theater. At the same time, there is an almost irresistible force that wants to drag everyone into the paradise of dreams.

The power of order surged out of Sunday's body like a cloud, freeing him from the decadence of the mortal world. In an instant, a star god appeared behind him, majestic and solemn.

With the advent of the power of the Star God, Sunday transformed into a majestic body. Every star, every life, and every note in the galaxy seemed to be inspired. They all sang a magnificent hymn together, praising this supreme glory.

God's Day!

An egg formed by the interweaving of the forces of order and harmony, based on a chorus of unison.

Not only that, even the power of the Star God descended upon him. The Star God of "Order" responded to his desire to reshape the world with thousands of notes and establish new laws.

This is a power that does not belong to mortals, and it is a realm that only gods can enter.

If there is a being that can escape from it, it is the being called Star God.

"Chorus" Sunday: "Come to the audience, you who are lost and walking in the shadow of death!"

.......

"Finally, you've revealed your health bar. I don't care if you're a messenger of order or Taiyi, the soon-to-be-resurrected Order Star God. If you dare to reveal your health bar, even I, as a god, will kill you!"

Finally, on Sunday, the little horned dragon, with its blood bar exposed, looked at its team, Huang Quan, Hua Huo, Fu Xuan, Pella and the already full Can Meng, and couldn't help humming.

Little god on earth, you did your best.

Next, I will mourn for the deceased.

It was no different from fighting elite monsters and bosses in the past. Huang Quan chopped with three swords and slashed with one big blow, and Sunday's health bar disappeared instantly.

The God Lord, whose health bar was instantly emptied, raised his hand, waved his baton, and began to play and sing: "The time has come, and creation will be reborn from the divine corpse!!"

However, a huge stream of water penetrated the body of God Lord Sun from behind.

It’s Danheng’s support.

Immediately afterwards, countless star ships of the Immortal Boat Alliance appeared in a black mass along with golden clouds. Beside Dan Heng, who had transformed into Yin Yue, Jing Yuan held the Shihuo Meng Body in his hand, and a huge God slowly emerged behind him.

"Huanghuang Weiling——"

"I obey my command—"

“——Kill without mercy!”

The sword that fell with the power of the Azure Dragon fell on the body of the God Lord Ri, delaying his rebirth for a moment. This moment was insignificant to the God Lord Ri, but to You Yi, the opponent had already been declared defeated.

"One move away from order."

“The reason why life falls asleep is because people know that the sun will still rise as usual tomorrow, and they themselves are the rising sun of the world.”

"In the name of God, you step down!"

The free-spirited hand stroked the face of the God Sunday, and the power of "Order" Taiyi disappeared from Sunday's body in an instant. At this moment, the creation that was about to be reborn from the God's corpse also welcomed its end.

The remnants of the old era should be swept into the trash.

With the complete elimination of Order Taiyi, a chorus of thousands of voices appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth, and Youyi also turned into "Order", that is, the absolutely perfect "Star God". His body was as glorious as the Milky Way, endless and unconquerable. His handsome face was incomparably brilliant, illuminating the lightless sea of ​​​​boundaries. His long silver hair was like star tracks, connecting one star after another. The olive laurel wreath symbolized peace, which was the future order of the Milky Way. His bright eyes were the sun and the moon, reflecting the wisdom as abundant as the sky.

Even though everyone present was of extraordinary status and was one of the most powerful figures in their respective forces, they were still inevitably impressed by the scenery before them. Even Huang Quan, Jing Yuan, Heita and other envoys were shocked by the scenery at this moment.

However, facing the power of the Star God at close range is beyond the reach of ordinary people. The moment Taiyi's dream was lifted, most people fell into a coma.

........

Daydream Hotel, inside Xing's room.

"Hey, wake up, stars. Hey, pioneers, don't sleep anymore. The sun is shining on your butt—"

Amidst Sanyueqi's cries, Xing reluctantly opened her eyes. Seeing her sleepy appearance, Sanyueqi asked with concern, "Are you okay? Can you hear me clearly? Do you remember your name?"

Xing asked back: "Didn't I shoot down the sun?"

Sanyueqi glanced around, put his finger to Xing's lips, and whispered, "Uh...you shouldn't say that. I think you want to eat seaweed egg drop soup without vegetables, eggs, or soup."

Xing: "Why am I sleeping here? I remember I was at the Pinocchio Theater?"

March Seven: "Hmm... well, it's a long story. To put it simply, we successfully defeated Sunday and Taichi, the Star God of Order behind him. Then a new Star God of Order was born, dispelling the dream. Then we returned to reality. Look, this is your room. Everyone has returned from the dream. Jizi and the others are in the lobby discussing matters with the family's senior leaders and General Jingyuan. Now that you're awake, let's go say hello to everyone."

After saying that, Sanyueqi went to wait outside the room and asked Xing to wash up and change into some formal clothes.

Although he wanted to sleep a little longer, now that Pinocchio had gone through this huge change, Xing also wanted to see what Pinocchio looked like.

When she finished washing, changed her clothes and was about to go out, Black Swan called her.

The black swan waved and smiled, "Hey, little sleepyhead, are you awake?"

Xing was stunned: "This voice, Black Swan?"

"We meet again, my dear. Seeing you recover so well, I feel relieved."

"Why are you here?"

"Nothing, I'm just curious about what happened at the Pinocchio Theater. After all, you witnessed the birth of a Star God, and I'm really curious about this memory. What a pity! I wish I had been there."

The fallen "Order" Star God Taiyi was reborn, but was interrupted by the new "Order" Star God. He stepped on the other's body to ascend to godhood. Such a memory is unprecedented in the galaxy.

If only I could record it and dedicate it to the Star God of Memory, Fu Li...

Unfortunately, I was on the Starry Sky Train at the time and was unable to be at the Grand Theater to witness this historic moment. It was such a pity.

Compared to Black Swan's expression, which looked like he had lost billions, Xing Qiong was completely indifferent: "What's the big deal? Why don't you just ask You Yi himself?"

But her words left Black Swan somewhat baffled: "You Yi? Who is that?"

"Is today April Fool's Day?"

"No, no, I really can't remember this person, but judging from your tone, I seem to know this person. Strangely, a rememberer won't have blurred memories or forgetfulness, and I haven't lost my memory either. Forget it, once everything is settled, I'll find a way to trace it back in the memory domain."

"Could this be the influence of being promoted to a Star God?" Xing muttered softly.